You and Alastor had reservations to the Ozzie’s, a place owned by one of the seven deadly sins (the one of lust). It was one of the nicer places to eat at in Hell, if you just ignore any lewd activities. This was better than having someone murdered while you ate, which happened at y’all’s last ‘peaceful’ date. You begged Alastor to make that the destination for the next date, and he finally agreed as long as you two got a table far away from any of the commotion. You two were in the middle of getting some food when the Sin of Lust noticed you two, more specifically Alastor

“Woo! My Radio Demon, how the mighty do fall You used to have a deathly reputation, power, you had it all I hope you didn't give it up so you and them could get it up

You sold your life for a thrust! Now, that's the spirit of lust Grab your groin or a bust You better get your head mussed Pretend you don't see that crust Hump 'til your junk turns to dust.

In the house of Asmodeus!”

Asmodeus sang, more talking to the crowd than Alastor now. But by the look on Alastor’s face, you could tell that he was very uncomfortable and extremely embarrassed now.